It's about time I watched this film again...
anticipation..
xxx
Saturday 31 October 2009
Wednesday 28 October 2009
Beaituful person of the day...
Robert Maplethorpe
Self Portrait 1980
Self Portait 1977
Self portrait 1977
Self Portrait 1980
Self Portait 1977
Self portrait 1977
Monday 26 October 2009
Pop Life... in a MATERIAL Tate...
I am not quite sure where to start with my opinion on the curretn exhibition Pop Life: In a material world at the Tate moodern. It was well curated, exciting, visceral, sensual, packed with "well known" popular art. Any memeber of the public could visit this exhibition and know something about the work on show... Tracy Emin, Jeff Koons, Andy Warhol, Damien Hirst..well known, highly succesful artists.. But perhaps it was an amateur exhibition?
Upon walking in to the exhibition you are immediately greeted with a massive self portrait of Andy Warhol. Fair enough..he is the greatest EVER Pop Artist. In the same room a Jeff Koons bunny and a Takashi Murakami sculpture... a typical manga girl.. highly sexual..but at least slightly original. The next couple of rooms were then dedicated to Andy Warhol. I'm not complaining. I will forever be in awe of his magnitude. His innovation and his social life. A most interesting piece was a page from his book where he described himself as having "social disease"!!!... a thirst for the celebrity, a pushing of identity,a desire not to miss out on fame and the famous. His whole career was built around this...climbing the social ladder. His art in a way was pushing himself.
At this point, I felt the exhibition was quite interesting, but not as good as the Hayward's Andy Warhol exhibition earlier that year. I felt it was a bit of a copy until i walked into the next room. We have all heard about the Brooke fiasco!! A photograoh of a higly made up ten year old Brooke shields was hung in the exhibition pushing the idea of what it was to live in modern America. This caused huge hype and contreversy...not a ten year old. But coem on... it wasn't like this was an exhibition about pedophilia... it;s not liek this picture hasn;t been exhibited before... it's not like Brooke Shields cares. But yes.. it has been removed...but the information on the wall hasn't changed. It really is quite amusing to be stadning there reading about a portrait of a boyish figured ten year old whilst staring at a twenty something women clad in gold bikini. Get over it? was this a publicity stunt or was this a publicity stunt!
Ok next room...strictly for the over 18's!!! Being some what young looking.. of course.. I was questioned. Not only humiliating but it seemed a bit of a rip off seing as they were chargin children to go in and they couldn't see half the exhibition. I walked in. Looked around. Took some notes and walked out. Did a massive blown up photograph of Jeff Koons wifes arse hole promote any reaction in me... No. I;ve seen it all before. It's just pornography. Do I care what his Penis looks like? No. Fair enough. it may get him excited looking at a plasticy statue of him and his wife "doing it" but it's just boring. Whats it meant to do? Shock us. The exhibition continued like this...
A roon of Cosey Fanni Tutti...jsut a collection of top shelf magazines. Ok ..fair enough... what defines art? .. but I paid eleven pounds to get in here and she wasn'e even pretty.
A sex tape that an artist sold for millions. Her and a collector..having slow sex. I wasn't going to sit there for an hour and watch it...was anyone? At least not there.
Next room a life size, realistic impalyed horse. Ok at last. Something new..and yes this actually was disturbing, shocking. It just made me laugh that this was meant to be the boring bit. Tracy Emin and Damien Hirst were beautiful in comparison to some of the work I had seen. I must admit. Damien Hirst's preserved calf is absolutely fantastic. it looks so peacful, so ethreal... It is like its title and IDOL. His twins however, did some what take the piss. A live instalation of twins sitting in front of some dots. It this case I had Jon and Peter. I lively couple of old men...who clearly had no interest in waht they were doing. I found it fasinating that they were sitting there saying the lieks of " we just get paid loads"..."it's a load of bullshit really"..well yes I would agree it is!
..i will read this later and edit.. i jsut have no time now!!
Upon walking in to the exhibition you are immediately greeted with a massive self portrait of Andy Warhol. Fair enough..he is the greatest EVER Pop Artist. In the same room a Jeff Koons bunny and a Takashi Murakami sculpture... a typical manga girl.. highly sexual..but at least slightly original. The next couple of rooms were then dedicated to Andy Warhol. I'm not complaining. I will forever be in awe of his magnitude. His innovation and his social life. A most interesting piece was a page from his book where he described himself as having "social disease"!!!... a thirst for the celebrity, a pushing of identity,a desire not to miss out on fame and the famous. His whole career was built around this...climbing the social ladder. His art in a way was pushing himself.
At this point, I felt the exhibition was quite interesting, but not as good as the Hayward's Andy Warhol exhibition earlier that year. I felt it was a bit of a copy until i walked into the next room. We have all heard about the Brooke fiasco!! A photograoh of a higly made up ten year old Brooke shields was hung in the exhibition pushing the idea of what it was to live in modern America. This caused huge hype and contreversy...not a ten year old. But coem on... it wasn't like this was an exhibition about pedophilia... it;s not liek this picture hasn;t been exhibited before... it's not like Brooke Shields cares. But yes.. it has been removed...but the information on the wall hasn't changed. It really is quite amusing to be stadning there reading about a portrait of a boyish figured ten year old whilst staring at a twenty something women clad in gold bikini. Get over it? was this a publicity stunt or was this a publicity stunt!
Ok next room...strictly for the over 18's!!! Being some what young looking.. of course.. I was questioned. Not only humiliating but it seemed a bit of a rip off seing as they were chargin children to go in and they couldn't see half the exhibition. I walked in. Looked around. Took some notes and walked out. Did a massive blown up photograph of Jeff Koons wifes arse hole promote any reaction in me... No. I;ve seen it all before. It's just pornography. Do I care what his Penis looks like? No. Fair enough. it may get him excited looking at a plasticy statue of him and his wife "doing it" but it's just boring. Whats it meant to do? Shock us. The exhibition continued like this...
A roon of Cosey Fanni Tutti...jsut a collection of top shelf magazines. Ok ..fair enough... what defines art? .. but I paid eleven pounds to get in here and she wasn'e even pretty.
A sex tape that an artist sold for millions. Her and a collector..having slow sex. I wasn't going to sit there for an hour and watch it...was anyone? At least not there.
Next room a life size, realistic impalyed horse. Ok at last. Something new..and yes this actually was disturbing, shocking. It just made me laugh that this was meant to be the boring bit. Tracy Emin and Damien Hirst were beautiful in comparison to some of the work I had seen. I must admit. Damien Hirst's preserved calf is absolutely fantastic. it looks so peacful, so ethreal... It is like its title and IDOL. His twins however, did some what take the piss. A live instalation of twins sitting in front of some dots. It this case I had Jon and Peter. I lively couple of old men...who clearly had no interest in waht they were doing. I found it fasinating that they were sitting there saying the lieks of " we just get paid loads"..."it's a load of bullshit really"..well yes I would agree it is!
..i will read this later and edit.. i jsut have no time now!!
Sunday 25 October 2009
Saturday 24 October 2009
Amazing people...
I don't know why ... maybe it's just circumstance.. too many awkwards situations, too many emotional battles, too much honesty..BUT there's a boy I know and I literally think he is AMAZING. Not for any particular reason, not because I love him (like that..even though I thought I did for a very long time) but just because I can truly be my self with him and I think he can be himself with me too.. or only me..that's what he says. I can tell him everything..he tells me everything about the world.. he makes me realie stuff I never knew about myself. He fixes eveything. He is wonderful but just for being him!
I told you I loved you I have told you I hate you... you have made me cry so many times... but also made me laugh, you made me go completely insane...
I think you are probably my best friend and that is just it.
You know who you are
Thank you
I told you I loved you I have told you I hate you... you have made me cry so many times... but also made me laugh, you made me go completely insane...
I think you are probably my best friend and that is just it.
You know who you are
Thank you
Friday 23 October 2009
just a note to myself really... but something has to work
you are never ever ever ever doing this again!!!!
Take me to Paris...?
I can't help these cravings for a bit of Europe I get so often. I LOVE London... and culturally... it has everything...BUT it doesn't have that romanticism, that feeling!
There definately is something about that place. The language. The image. The smells..the shabiness...
When I go to Paris I notice everything..and I love it. I love the rubbish, the french graffiti, the reflections, the people. It is a place that has attracted artists for centuries.. inspired Kings and Queens. Paris is eternally fashionable and incredibly chic.
A bohemia... in my mind it represents everything I want from life.. truth, beauty, freedom and above all things love!
There definately is something about that place. The language. The image. The smells..the shabiness...
When I go to Paris I notice everything..and I love it. I love the rubbish, the french graffiti, the reflections, the people. It is a place that has attracted artists for centuries.. inspired Kings and Queens. Paris is eternally fashionable and incredibly chic.
A bohemia... in my mind it represents everything I want from life.. truth, beauty, freedom and above all things love!
Wednesday 21 October 2009
I shall always have a love affair with Vivienne Westwood..
"The only reaon I'm fashionable is to destroy the word "conformity". Nothings interesting to me unless it's got that element. " Vivienne Westwood
" The only reaon I'm fashionable is to destroy the word "conformity". Nothings interesting to me unless it's got that element. " Vivienne Westwood
I am pretty sure this lady made me partly who I am... she made me want to do fashion...then i grew up and realised "doing" fashion wasn't what it was about...
..it was beign yourself and being creative. Now I want to be creative!
"You have a much better life if you wear impressive clothes!" Vivienne Westwood
" The only reaon I'm fashionable is to destroy the word "conformity". Nothings interesting to me unless it's got that element. " Vivienne Westwood
I am pretty sure this lady made me partly who I am... she made me want to do fashion...then i grew up and realised "doing" fashion wasn't what it was about...
..it was beign yourself and being creative. Now I want to be creative!
"You have a much better life if you wear impressive clothes!" Vivienne Westwood
Tuesday 20 October 2009
Red Shoes
Lermontov: When we first met ... you asked me a question to which I gave a stupid answer, you asked me whether I wanted to live and I said "Yes". Actually, Miss Page, I want more, much more. I want to create, to make something big out of something little – to make a great dancer out of you. But first, I must ask you the same question, what do you want from life? To live?Vicky: To dance.
A young woman sees a pair of red shoes in a shop window which are then offered to her by the demonic shoemaker. She puts them on and begins to dance with her lover. They go to a carnival, where she cannot help but to forget about the boyfriend and she dances with every man she comes across. Her boyfriend is carried away and nothing is left of him but his image on a piece of plastic which she brutally tramples.
She attempts to return home to her mother, but the red shoes, controlled by the shoemaker, keep her dancing. She falls into the netherworld of the demimonde where she dances with a piece of newspaper which turns briefly into her one true love. She is haunted by grotesque creatures, including the shoemaker,who play with her as if a toy before abruptly disappearing, and leaving her exhausted and alone. No matter where she runs, the shoes refuse to stop dancing and she just can't stop.
Near death from exhaustion, clothed in rags, she finds herself in front of a church where a funeral is in progress. The priest offers to help her. She motions to him to remove the shoes, and as he does so her heart filles with rays of sunshine and she dies.
Sorrow will pass, believe me. Life is so unimportant. And from now onwards, you will dance like nobody ever before.
Monday 19 October 2009
Neon Life A Portrait
£60,000 pounds and 15 questions... Tracy Emin will "write" your portrait..pink neon forever.
1. Do you believe in God? I believe in a sort of God. I think there has to be a reason. I beleive in fate and destiny. Not GOD... I believe in the universe.
2. How old are you? I am 18
3. Do you still look at yourself the same way in the mirror? The way i look at myself in the mirror or in my head changes constantly.
4.Does any colour make you feel violently sick? No real colour makes me feel sick...there is a colour in my head that makes me go dizzy. It's not real.
5. Capital or full flow? I don;t kno hat this means...someone care to enlighten me...otherise I will look it up.
6. Who is you favourite poet? William Blake
7. How would you like to die? Destruction or survival
8.Passion, Romance or Hard Core Sex? Passion Romance and Sex should be one and all.
9. Who was the greatest love of your life? I know who is or was the greatest love of my life. He never knew nor did I... I don't love them anymore.
10.Is the neon for them? No
11. Are you quiet or loud when you make love? I am very very loud when I "make love".
12. If you could be anywhere right now here would you be? Here...this is where I chose to be (Frieze)
13. How would you rate your sense of humour? I can't rate my sense of humour. I like laughing but i think I am too serious.
14.Antique or contemporary? Fireplace or radiator? Antique not contemporary... Fireplace and radiator.
15. How often do you get homesick? I don't know how often i get homesick. I get mum sick...not homesick. I miss my bedroom. BUT home isn't always home.
whats my portrait?
1. Do you believe in God? I believe in a sort of God. I think there has to be a reason. I beleive in fate and destiny. Not GOD... I believe in the universe.
2. How old are you? I am 18
3. Do you still look at yourself the same way in the mirror? The way i look at myself in the mirror or in my head changes constantly.
4.Does any colour make you feel violently sick? No real colour makes me feel sick...there is a colour in my head that makes me go dizzy. It's not real.
5. Capital or full flow? I don;t kno hat this means...someone care to enlighten me...otherise I will look it up.
6. Who is you favourite poet? William Blake
7. How would you like to die? Destruction or survival
8.Passion, Romance or Hard Core Sex? Passion Romance and Sex should be one and all.
9. Who was the greatest love of your life? I know who is or was the greatest love of my life. He never knew nor did I... I don't love them anymore.
10.Is the neon for them? No
11. Are you quiet or loud when you make love? I am very very loud when I "make love".
12. If you could be anywhere right now here would you be? Here...this is where I chose to be (Frieze)
13. How would you rate your sense of humour? I can't rate my sense of humour. I like laughing but i think I am too serious.
14.Antique or contemporary? Fireplace or radiator? Antique not contemporary... Fireplace and radiator.
15. How often do you get homesick? I don't know how often i get homesick. I get mum sick...not homesick. I miss my bedroom. BUT home isn't always home.
whats my portrait?
I just like feeling anything...
A nightmare is an unpleasant dream. Nightmares cause a strong unpleasant emotional response from the sleeper, typically fear or horror. The dream may contain a situation of extreme danger, or sensations of pain, bad events, falling, drowning, being raped, becoming disabled, losing loved ones, encountering unpleasant creatures or beings, being murdered, caught, attacked, being chased, eaten, squashed, stuck or burned, becoming physical causes such as a high fever or being face-down on a pillow during sleep, or psychological ones such as psychological trauma or stress in the sleeper's life, or can have no apparent cause. If a person has experienced a psychologically traumatic situation in life—for example, a person who may have been captured and tortured—the experience may come back to haunt them in their nightmares. Sleepers may waken in a state of distress and be unable to get back to sleep for some time.
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